It's very late on Friday night at Madiba, and the chef is onstage doing a tribal striptease with the restaurant's house band. "You are a magician," a patron calls out to him. She points to her food, a plebeian plate of bean-rice mash he's somehow transformed into something palatable. As the chef reluctantly dances back to the kitchen to work some more magic, a teamwork-minded waiter has already hit the stage and is getting his own freak on with a gum... More >>>